What though the accuser roar.
Samuel Gandy’s timeless hymn exalts the treasure of grace in the crucified Christ.
One of my favorite hymns has to be the following the one commonly referred to as “His Be the Victor’s Name,” by Samuel Gandy. Originally penned in 1837, I was introduced to these words in 2014 through the updated arrangement released by Zack Hicks and the worship team at Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church. Ever since I’ve found solace in these lines. They are a fathomless well of grace and encouragement. May you, too, find this hymn a balm for your sin-wearied soul.
His be the “victor’s name,”
Who fought our fight alone;
Triumphant saints no honour claim;
His conquest was His own.
He hell in hell laid low;
Made sin, He sin o’erthrew:
Bow’d to the grave, destroy’d it so,
And death, by dying, slew.
What though the accuser roar
Of ills that we have done;
We know them well, and thousands more;
Jehovah findeth none.
Sin, Satan, Death appear
To harass and appal;
Yet since the gracious Lord is near,
Backward they go, and fall.
We meet them face to face,
Through Jesus’ conquest blest;
March in the triumph of His grace,
Right onward to our rest.
Bless, bless the Conqueror slain;
Slain in His victory!
Who live, who died, who lives again,
For thee, His church, for thee! (No. 680)
Grace and peace to you.
Works cited:
Samuel W. Gandy, Our Own Hymn-Book: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Public, Social, and Private Worship, edited by C. H. Spurgeon (London: Passmore & Alabaster, 1883).